Chapter 92: Chapter 80: Meeting Zhuang Guxue Again

Lu Li only felt a blur before his eyes, and his entire body seemed to be spinning at high speed, making him somewhat dizzy.

But in an instant, he recovered.

He turned his head to survey his surroundings and found himself at the edge of a forest. The trees behind him were extremely sturdy, too thick for two people to encircle with their arms.

Countless ancient trees converged into a vast jungle, the lush foliage densely woven together, as if it could blot out the sun and sky.

Even the Spiritual Energy in the air was extremely abundant, enough to rival a second-order Spirit Vein.

Lu Li flew up high into the sky, carefully recalling the map given by Third Aunt, and confirmed his own position to be at the southeastern outskirts of the Floating Realm.

His Divine Sense scanned the surroundings and found nothing unusual, and for the time being, there were no other Cultivators present.

He then went into the depths of the jungle and took out his Aminokaze sword, starting to dig into the dirt on the ground.

It didn’t take long for him to uncover a pit more than ten meters deep.

Lu Li descended to the bottom of the pit, buried himself entirely with the surrounding soil, and even covered the top with a layer of green grass using his Divine Sense.

Afterward, he immediately circulated his Hidden Spirit Technique, completely suppressing his aura. Even if other Cultivators used their Divine Sense, they would find it very hard to detect his tracks, and the area quickly became peaceful.

Despite his caution, at the initial entry into this realm, the number of Cultivators was at its peak. If he were to be besieged by hundreds of Cultivators, even he would likely have to flee.

With a full year to stay in the Floating Realm, there was no rush for the moment.

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Hiding for a month, after several rounds of chaotic battles, surely the number of Cultivators would decrease significantly. It would not be too late to venture out then.

Just as he had buried himself not long ago, a commotion suddenly came from above.

“Don’t let him escape, this person is a core disciple of a family clan, and he is rather wealthy…”

A vigorous shout echoed through the sky.

More than seventy Cultivators, all at the peak of Qi Refinement, were chasing after a man in white ahead of them.

All had long suffered oppression from various family clans and Sects in the outside world, and now they were eager to eliminate this person immediately and divide his Spiritual Objects.

The man in white had an icy expression, unable to believe that he had encountered a large group of Cultivators closing in on him upon arrival in this realm, proving his luck to be at its worst.

Here, all status and identities were useless. Only strength could determine everything.

Lu Li quietly hid in the deep pit, sensing the intense Mana fluctuations above him but always remaining silent. At this moment, no one in the crowd detected his presence.

Soon, the group chased and fled toward the southeast.

Lu Li slowly exhaled a breath, feeling somewhat relieved at his own cleverness, as a large group of Cultivators at the peak of Qi Refinement stage would have even made him feel anxious.

Time slowly passed, and in a blink of an eye, a month had gone by.

In a dense jungle, on a clearing, the soft dirt suddenly swelled, and a man with a gentle and cold face leaped out.

It was Lu Li, who had changed his appearance.

During this month, he had been hiding in the pit all along, and his presence went undetected even after several large-scale chases and battles overhead.

Not until recently did the number of encounters start to decline, aligning well with his predictions.

He flew up to a treetop to check his surroundings.

Seeing that there was no one around, he twisted in the air and flew off towards the northwest.

He cautiously flew in the high sky, his Divine Sense constantly scanning for anomalies around him, while the wind whipped his robes, making a rustling noise.

This place was at the outermost perimeter of the southeastern area of the Floating Realm.

The entire broken small world was divided into outer, middle, and inner layers.

Anyone who was just teleported in would find themselves at the outermost region.

There are eight small Transmission Arrays in the outer layer leading to deeper parts, which open after set intervals.

Lu Li’s destination was the core area of the southeast, the Moon Dragon Pond, which was thousands of miles away from his current location.

Lu Li was not in a hurry and moved slowly through the low sky. Some solitary Cultivators who saw his tunneling light would stay far away, and no one foolish enough to provoke him appeared.

It was only after he had traveled several hundred miles that he noticed something unusual.

Below was a vast swamp, lush with aquatic plants and abundant in bird life.

At the edge of the swamp, a fiery red Spirit Grass was growing on the ground, emitting faint Spiritual Energy fluctuations.

It was one of the twenty-seven types of auxiliary medicine used in the concoction of Foundation Establishment pills and appeared to be hundreds of years old.

Not far from the Spirit Grass, a six to seven zhang long black crocodile Demon Beast was lying on the swamp, exuding a fierce demeanor.

The beast was a Black Armored Crocodile, with cultivation around the peak of Qi Refinement stage, covered in black armor with exceptionally strong defense.

Lu Li descended from the sky and cautiously approached the swamp.

At the same time, his gaze coldly shifted towards a small hill about a hundred meters away to the right.

Seeing the intrusion into its territory, the Black Armored Crocodile’s Demon Energy surged, and its blood-red eyes locked onto Lu Li ahead.

At this moment, an unexpected change happened.

A dark figure burst out from the hillside, and a Flying Sword in his hand shot out instantly, slashing towards Lu Li.

Zhao Heng had been ambushing in this place, relying on the Demon Beast in front to attract the attention of Cultivators, and he had ambushed several groups of Cultivators already, garnering a bountiful harvest.

Seeing another unlucky victim approaching, his heart was filled with joy.

“This is much more convenient than painstakingly gathering herbs. If I rob a few more fools, I can afford a Foundation Establishment pill,” he thought gleefully.

“Seeking death! To dare lay an ambush for me!”

Lu Li’s face was icy. His Divine Sense was incredibly strong, and he had long detected the person’s trace.

Instantly, the Aminokaze sword was conjured, as fast as lightning it clashed with the black Flying Sword ahead.

He struck after it was launched!

“Boom, boom, boom…”